To mark the half way point of a project I’ve been working on I thought I would post my days writing today. On 1st January I started a 365 day project. Writing each day I am documenting events which happened to me in 1998. It was a life changing series of experiences for me and for the most part a very harrowing rite of passage. #Day183/365 It’s always strange to witness the… Read More
This sensitive soul Tends to over-analyze Time to lick my wounds © Bluecusp Creative – All rights reserved.
My offerings of love towards God Are a putrid stench of puss If I’m unwilling and hesitant to Express love to a human being In the way that is required For them to heal and grow. © Bluecusp Creative 2018 – All rights reserved.
Burying my pain Paranoia erupting I need to escape © Bluecusp Creative 2017 – All rights reserved.
I stand at the door and knock Why not let me in? Am I not your family? I ask for nothing Other than your acceptance I should just let go © Bluecusp Creative 2017 – All rights reserved.
Looking in my eyes Everything seems alien Beginning to see © Bluecusp Creative 2017 – All rights reserved.
Pressure cookers swoosh In a need to let off steam Learning to let go © BluecuspCreative 2017 – All rights reserved.